The Infatuation of The Nemesis is the Epitome of Perfection.
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有些幸福不是我的.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
"May 2013 bring us the love that we have slowly forgotten." 2013 up till now, hasn't been pretty for me. Work sucks and I struggle so much to get through everyday. And it has been tested and proven that The Mother and I have to be kept 8000+km away from each other to avoid ripping each other's throats out. I totally understand that The Mother is prolly undergoing alot of stress at work, having a midlife crisis, facing menopause or even a blend of all 3. But she needs to stop kicking a big fuss over every single thing, all the bloody time. When someone helps you out, just shut the fuck up and say thank you. Don't bitch on and on & make the person regret not minding his/her own business and doing you a favour. I'm sick of work and home. & I can't wait to go back to Brisbane. Never thought that I would ever want to live anywhere else other than Singapore, because I don't feel the "freedom" that other kids have escaping their parents. There is nothing for me to compare to because I get alot of freedom even in Singapore. All these broody days need to be over. One more year till I get my Bachelor's and I damn well better have a plan for my future by then. & the sad chinese songs that Rob makes me listen to isn't helping me lift my spirits. I practically drip depression Word of 2012: Filter
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
May 2013 be better to me and all my loved ones.Hi bestfried
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
I miss you & I hope your ukelele isn't lying around collecting dust. Canon in D for me when Im back? ^^And to assholes that think Im stupid enough to spell bestfriend wrong, PS: Its a private joke. Have you ever??
Thursday, October 25, 2012
"Have you ever regretted what you have said in spite?"Yes I do, all the fucking time. But I deal with it. I don't turn back and kill myself over it because I made the decision. I opened my mouth and said those words. I fucking deal with it, even if I probably beat myself to death internally. Because my words have got value & I don't like to retract and apologize for whatever I have said, done or decided. Some might think that it's too much unnecessary pride and ego going on. But if you know how words are taken lightly and how they mean shit these days, maybe you would understand my point of view too. Maybe only. What you don't know, won't hurt you.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
But what if, what you know, kills you?
What would you do?
What will I do?
What will happen?
What's going to come out of it?
Why am I thinking about this when I've got final papers coming up in 2 weeks time?
How am I going to study and score?
Who am I going to be study buddies with?
When will I get my head straight and start focusing?
Where will I be in 3 years time?
The end has got no beginning. Right? Right.
A scream doesn't only split the ears...
Friday, September 7, 2012
Your scream sent a crack to our friendship, even though I told myself endlessly that I need to be a bigger person about it. But you don't scream at your "good friend" at the top of your lungs in public. You don't do it in private or ever at all. Whatmore public. It took all of me to continue smiling and walk away, instead of reaching out to backhand your face. Ever since they arrived, you treated me like crap. It was as though you had to show them that your friends will give in to your every whim and fancy. That you can throw tantrums and your friends will just suck it up without complains. You whine about how *C treats you shabbily at times. But this time round, look yourself in the mirror. Same same. No difference.You say something nasty, use the wrong tone when speaking then apologize nicely after. What's the point of stabbing someone then give them a band-aid to make them feel better? Sometimes I seriously doubt you are as nice as you put yourself out to be, and I hate that. Im not your dog, nor your family member that has to do whatever you wish. Our friendship is hanging on a wispy string now. Push me further and you are considered non-existent to me forever. Subconsciousness playing a joke on me.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
I don't remember turning off my phone's alarm. ALL THE TIME. !@#$!#%@$^@ |